The Parking Spot

The lawyer was arriving late to an important meeting in the office and couldn't find a parking space. He stops the car on a double row, raises his hands to the sky, closes his eyes and says:

- Lord, please get me a parking spot and I promise you, I'll go to mass every Sunday for the rest of my life, will forget about the whores, alcohol and gambling. Furthermore, no more sex with my office colleagues or with my secretary, who are married...

At that moment, miraculously, opens up a place to park at the door of the building. The lawyer parks his car and says: